I have to say that I was much more pleased with this experience. Not only were all of the instructors extremely nice, but they also explained and demonstrated why they were asking the kids to do certain exercises. They also spent more time working on blocks, punches, and kicks…which the other place barely touched on.
Troy also had fun, although he was disappointed that he wouldn’t be at the same place as Gauge. I tried to explain that he wouldn’t be in class with Gauge anyway, but that didn’t seem to register with him. I think he’ll be okay once he starts to get used to it and to feel more confident with the moves. And the best part…they demand respect in everything! When they ask the kids to do something, they require them to say “Yes, sir!” and “Yes, ma’am!” If they have to ask the kids to do something more than twice, then they make the kids do pushups for not listening. If the kids are late, then they have to ask permission to enter class. I love that part.
The cost of this dojo is month to month with no down payment, and it still comes out to exactly the same price as the other place’s annual rate. Plus, the uniform is included, which I had to buy at the other place. So, I’m even more convinced that the other place was just a ripoff.
But we did have a strange thing occur today. I had given Troy his Crocs to wear, so they’d be easier to get on and off. He put them in the little shoe cubby before class, and when he went to get them after class, they were gone. Some other kid had taken them. There was a smaller, very similar pair of Crocs there, so maybe it was an honest mistake. We waited to see if the “offender” would notice and bring them back, but they never did. So, we lost a pair of shoes on the first day!
UPDATE: I checked back in the following Monday and there was still no sign of the shoes. How could a parent not realize that their kid had the wrong shoes?! But to make matters worse, they apparently had come back and gotten the smaller pair too. So, now they have their own shoes AND Troy’s!
UPDATE UPDATE: The shoe thief was in Troy’s class today, and as soon as Troy saw the kid put his Crocs in the cubby, Troy ran over and grabbed them. He brought them to me to hold. I told him that they weren’t ours, that they just looked like ours. For one, they were too small for his feet. A mother sitting behind us heard this exchange and asked us if we’d lost a pair of Crocs. When I confirmed that we had, she told me that she had them. She had been wondering where the shoes had come from, and she promised to bring them to the next class. So, maybe we’ll recover the missing shoes after all!
UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE: True to her word, the mother brought back our missing shoes. It’s been over a week in the making, but they finally found their way home again.
UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE: You’re not going to believe this, but Troy’s shoes were stolen again! I have been consciously keeping the shoes with me at the chair instead of the cubby. But today, my wife had to take him to class, and she let him put them in the cubby. And someone took them again! My money is on the same kid, because there was still a pair of little blue Crocs with dinosaurs on them in the cubby when she left. So, now I get to hunt them down for a second time.
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